I woke up from a stressful dream of having walked to a job interview in the snow wearing inadequate and poorly matching shoes because I'd lost the right ones..to find I was entirely unprepared and unqualified for the job. And Liam Payne (a pop musician who died tragically last month) was drinking coffee at the counter.
I have a cold. My youngest child has pneumonia, and hasn't eaten properly for a week and therefore has dropped all his gains and is now in the severe malnutrition category. I'm really, really worried..and also feel like I'm failing him. His being sick distracted from work and besides I took him to 4 appointments last week.
I struggle terribly to perform at work: I procrastinate, waste massive amounts of time on trivial elements, and cannot stay organized. But I dread job hunting, have only been here for 2 years and it feels far too soon to leave. And any job I take is still not using my degrees so I endlessly feel like I've underperformed my entire life, that I've disappointed my father, that I'm a bit of an embarrassment.
I'm having a problem with binge eating at night; I did a special program for it and thought it was better but it's back. I hate it..it's one more aspect of feeling completely lacking in self control. And I had really, really terrible depression for years that I've been in remission from for several years. So I'm terrified that this dip is the sign of coming disaster. I can't let this happen again. I can't do this to my kids.
I realized this morning that this musician dying..I wasn't a fan of the band when they were together as I was much older than their fans and it wasn't really my type of music anyways. Then I developed this funny obsession with them a couple of years ago. I've never had this kind of pop culture fascination so it felt like a silly but harmless hobby. Suddenly I've realized that it's been my fantasy world in a way, my escape, and it's been broken by reality: a real, messed up human who died in tragic circumstances, and so my sadness is partly for an actual, young person but also the loss of my safe escape.
I'm tired, I'm so anxious, I feel dreadful about myself and my life, and those feelings terrifying me because I'm so afraid of getting severely depressed again and letting everything really fall apart.